Book Review: "I'm With The Band: Confessions of a Groupie"

Pamela Des Barres' book, I'm With The Band, has at this point become somewhat of a legendary classic rock tome of intimate knowledge that only a personal muse would have about these rock gods. For years, I've been trying to get my hands on it; partly out of intrigue because my own mother had a similarly colorful rock and roll youth (and probably ran in similar, if not the same, circles as Miss Pamela) and partly because I wanted to learn of the intimate details of these rock legends I've revered just as highly as Pamela herself. I sort of feel like we're kindred spirits.

To my surprise, the book isn't entirely just a tell-all smut-fest of rock stars' bedroom proclivities. Actually, there's fairly little detail about what actually went on in those bedrooms (much to my dismay...I certainly would've loved to hear more detailed accounts of what went down, har har, with Keith Moon and Mick Jagger, just to name a couple), and it's more just an autobiography of a particularly colorful girl. It's filled with tons of unexpected surprises along the way, and definitely makes me yearn even more than I already did to have gotten to live through a different era. Sigh. At least we can live vicariously through Miss Pamela. 5 stars. :)